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Monday, January 30, 2012

The One Where She Stole My Camera. Again.

When Plunkett was in town a couple of weeks ago we headed to Chili’s for lunch. Back in their camp counselor days, the two Irishmen would frequent Chili’s for the Cajun Chicken Pasta. We went back for old time’s sake.

I’d stuck our little camera in the diaper bag, but Caitlin got to it before I did. She didn’t do too bad at documenting the trip.

At about this point the guys figured out that Caitlin was really taking pictures. Every time she said, “Cheese!” they would jump into action…

It was quite funny to watch them stop mid-conversation to ham it up for a picture, only to pick back up right where they left off seconds before.

We’ll pretend that she meant to take a picture of her shoe…

Even Mickey got into the fun.

But Plunkett and Daddy were the real stars.

At this point the batteries died. Caitlin was not impressed. Crayons are more fun to photograph than to draw with!